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" That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. "
Characters of Shakespear's Plays - Page 352
by William Hazlitt - 1817 - 352 pages
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Remarks on the Sonnets of Shakespeare: With the Sonnets. Sho Wing that They ...

Ethan Allen Hitchcock - Hermetic philosophers in literature - 1866 - 290 pages
...But that wild music burdens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delights. Therefore, like her, I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. Vide Rs'XABKS, pp. 61, 68 : also Sonnets 22, 62, 70, 11, 117. OIII. Alack, what poverty my Muse brings...
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Studies of Shakspere

Charles Knight - 1868 - 560 pages
...But that wild music burthens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight. Therefore, like her, I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. —102. Alack ! what poverty my Muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The...
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Analysis of the English Language

Isaac Plant Fleming - English language - 1869 - 306 pages
...Analyse That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where. late the sweet birds sang. SENIOR CANDIDATES, 1867. 14. English Grammar. 1. Define the following terms: Vowel, consonant, diphthong,...
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The complete works of Shakspere, with a memoir, and essay, by ..., Volume 3

William Shakespeare - 1870
...But that wild music burdens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight. Therefore, like her, I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my long. 584 II cm. Alack 1 what porerty my muse bring> forth, That haying such a scope to ihew her pride,...
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History of English Literature, Volume 1

Hippolyte Taine - English literature - 1871
...year thou mayst in me hehold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those houghs wh'.ch shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where...thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadcth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up...
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Gleason's Monthly Companion, Volume 7

1878
...year thou may Vt in me behold, Where yelluw leaves, or none, or t--\\ , do bang Upon those biMiL-liť. which shake against the cold, Bare, ruIn'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou cee'tt iho twilight of such a day Ať after sunset f.idrlli iu the west, 'Which by and by, black night...
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Works, Volume 6

William Shakespeare - 1874
...But that wild music burdens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight/1 Therefore, like her, I sometime hold my tongue, Because I would not dull you with my song. cin. Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument,...
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Songs of Three Centuries

John Greenleaf Whittier - American poetry - 1875 - 352 pages
...yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadetli in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up...
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Chaucer to Burns

Rossiter Johnson - English poetry - 1876
...But that wild music burthens every bough, And sweets grown common lose their dear delight. Therefore, we roigr> Spring from our fellers ; fasten in the skies ; Where blooming Eden w cm. Alack ! what poverty my muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride, The argument,...
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The city of the lost, and other sermons [signed P and Ph].

Walter Augustus Gray - 1876
...hopes fall thick before the wintry blas.t — " When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang '." A dark, chill season truly, but one which braces the soul, and makes us get us to our God right...
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